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Post by Lydia Evans on Mar 3, 2010 14:48:48 GMT -6
"So he's not happy about it..." She hung her head and frowned. "What did he say? I'd prefer to know really."
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Post by Theodore Nott on Mar 3, 2010 14:53:46 GMT -6
Theo tuned his head to look at her, allowing his face soften. "On the contrary he is not opposed to you." He sighed. "I told you what happened to my mother. I was there. I saw it. That is my first memory." He looked her in the eye. "He offered his input on how to...handle you," he said stiffly.
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Post by Lydia Evans on Mar 3, 2010 14:56:15 GMT -6
She looked shocked. "What?" She blinked. "H-Handle me?" She shivered. "That sounds awful."
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Post by Theodore Nott on Mar 3, 2010 14:58:55 GMT -6
He grabbed her hand. "You know I would never do that, right? I am not like him." He wanted her to look at him. "Lydia, tell me you know I would never do anything like that. Please?" he said almost desperately.
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Post by Lydia Evans on Mar 3, 2010 15:00:46 GMT -6
She nodded quickly. "No I know you wouldn't." She couldn't stop looking shocked though. "What makes him think I need 'handling'? He doesn't even know me!"
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Post by Theodore Nott on Mar 3, 2010 15:04:13 GMT -6
"He's a bastard who thinks women should be controlled." He sighed. "He's old and hopefully will be dead soon. Don't worry about him."
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Post by Lydia Evans on Mar 3, 2010 15:05:41 GMT -6
She shivered again and sighed. "Just so long as he doesn't randomly show up at the school. Mum's already planning to."
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Post by Theodore Nott on Mar 3, 2010 15:10:33 GMT -6
Theo turned on the bench, throwing one leg over the bench to straddle it. "That was the first letter he has sent me since the beginning of second year. He despises Dumbledore and will not be popping by. Trust me." He smiled. "I'm sure I can charm your mother anytime she desires to visit."
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Post by Lydia Evans on Mar 3, 2010 15:17:09 GMT -6
She nodded and smiled. "I'm sure you can and if you're sure he won't then I feel better." She smiled and sipped her juice.
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Post by Theodore Nott on Mar 3, 2010 15:21:08 GMT -6
He laughed. "I would pay my entire vault to see that man anywhere within several towns of the Headmaster." He watched her eat. "I'm ready to race any time you are ready to lose."
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Post by Lydia Evans on Mar 3, 2010 15:24:00 GMT -6
She smiled and looked to him again. "I think you mean if you're ready to lose." She teased, setting her plate aside. "Let's go get our brooms."
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Post by Theodore Nott on Mar 3, 2010 15:26:57 GMT -6
"Whatever you say, Evans." He took and offered her his arm as they left.
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Post by Lydia Evans on Mar 3, 2010 15:27:49 GMT -6
She took his arm, following with a smile.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Mar 5, 2010 13:08:12 GMT -6
Pansy walked over to the table and sat down in the almost empty hall. She poured herself some pumpkin juice and filled her plate.
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Post by Pansy Parkinson on Mar 5, 2010 16:20:27 GMT -6
Pansy finished with her assignment and got up and left the Great Hall. She had to send some letters and then get back to the common room.
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